The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye The story of love is hello and goodbye Until we meet again
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I'm very proud of my gold pocket watch. My grandfather, on his deathbed, sold me this watch
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LISA: Dad, why are you dedicating you life to blasphemy? HOMER: Don't worry, sweetheart. If I'm wrong, I'll recant on my deathbed.
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I'm looking for loopholes
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Lisa: Why are you dedicating your life to blasphemy? Homer: Don't worry, sweetheart. If I'm wrong, I'll recant on my deathbed.
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A new kind of award has been added -- the deathbed award. It is not an award of any kind. Either the recipient has not acted at all, or was not nominated, or did not win the award the last few times around. It is intended to relieve the guilty conscience of the Academy members and save face in front of the public. The Academy has the horrible taste to have a star, choking with emotion, present this deathbed award so that there can be no doubt in anybody's mind why the award is so hurriedly given. Lucky is the actor who is too sick to watch the proceedings on television.
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Either this wallpaper goes, or I do!
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When I look back on all the worries I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened.
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La vida es bella... La vida sigue.... Disfrutala'
'Life is beatiful... Life goes on... Enjoy it.
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WC Fields' accountant was standing by his deathbed. Fields asked 'So I have enough money to buy every child in NYC a new bicycle?' When told he was correct, Fields said 'Well, fuck 'em.'
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And now, I am dying beyond my means. Sipping champagne on his deathbed
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And now, I am dying beyond my means.
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Drew was basically on his deathbed. Now he's back to his normal self, thanks to a lot of prayer and obviously great work by his doctors.
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Now, now my good man. This is no time for making enemies.
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On his deathbed Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuse are for all -- the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the unloved.
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Now, now my good man, this is no time to be making enemies.
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When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened
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